St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-06-20
TRUE AS STEEL.
A Pretty Girls Mistake and How
1t Was Rectified.


| 1t Was Rectified.
81 do wonder why those little savages
are allowed to make eoaSting hill of
the public highway" grumbled an I'M
commonly pretty girl as she hesitated in
great perturbation half way up the inn
provised slide mentioned.
| 1t was an Irregular and rather precip-
itOuS cross street of suburban village.
1t was treacherOusly icy and swarming
| with Juvenile coasters, one of whom had
carried strip of silken flounce with
him as he darted past her.
| lit is quite too bad! and my very
incest dress, too" she complained ment-
ally, as she stopped to draw back and
pin together the damaged bit of drap-
| cry.
L In the Annoyance of the moment she.
did not reflect that something more unS
| pleasant was quite possible if she were
| not yigilant.
/ She was quite too engrOSSed to hear
| boyish shouts of warning in the road
above her, or to see an agile figure that
was springing affrightedly toward her.
A big sled, freighted with half dozen
| reckless urchinS, had started down the
| tempting descent; on the CLASSY track it
had become partly unmanageable in a
| second more it would be upon her UNI
less she heed those warning shouts or
| miracle interpOSed to save her.
Before she really had time to compre-
| bend her peril or understand the sud-
| den, shrill vociferation, there was
wild Whirring in the air and tingling
| shock, and the next instant she felt her
| self violently whirled aside by strong
arm which had seized her as the sled
| flew past.
The agile figure of manly pedes-
trian, whose affrightened gesture she
had not noticed, had flung himself be-
tween her and death, or worse, and she
was safe.
+ AS she struggled to her feet cry of
gratitude and pity quivered from her
startled lips.
She fully realized what her peril had
been and her pity was for her handsome
rescuer, who was lying stunned and
bruised and bleeding before her.
"Oh, what can L say to you? what can
1 doT' she faltered in distressing
voice, as she bent over him.
His handsome features were alarni-
ingly pallid, and there were tiny drops
of warm red blood staining the frozen
SHOW which pillowed his fallen head.
But the bright dark eyes Enclosed
with flashing smile which was delight
fully tranquiliZing.
I''Say only that l have made charm
ing friend,' he smiled, as with vince
of pain he uplifted himself to sitting
posture. Tam not bodily hurt / have
surface cash on my cheek, l think, and
! have notion there is a sprained limb
Ishall not be able to get to my destina-
tien-that'S certain" he added. as he
made an heroic attempt to stand up
right, only to sink back again with a
suppressed groan.
Just then the big sled was hauled
back up the street, the reckless coasters
all penitent aud terrified, and eager to
render every service.
A helpful idea brighte ned the girls
anxious face.
ut would be an hour before proper
assistance could be brought to you
here" she said, in her quick, sweet,
girlish voice. But there is dear,
motherly old body living in that little
cottage at the top of the hill. Let the
boys put you on the sled and take you
up to her. She is my friend and she
will do whatever l wiSh.'
And SO few minutes later the in
Jured young gentleman was Snugly en-
Sc0nced on coy lounge of the coy
little cottage and a physician had been
sent for.
'+Ah, you will be all right again in
few days." the doctor said, cheerfully.
''only you must keep yourself perfectly
quiet, and not try to exert yourself in
any way"
Il can reconcile myself to the situa-
ton easily, if you will promise to cheer
my imprisonment occasionally" the
gentleman said, with one of his flashing
smiles toward the pretty girl. who reed
lily promised what he seemed so eagerly
to desire.
And that was the beginning of pretty
DOrinda Grey'S acquaintance with the
handsome young stranger whom she
had exalted to a hero-a king among
men.
He had done only what any other man
would have done in similar circum-
stances. He had simply snatched her
away from the track Of the flying sled.
He had perceived no risk to himself, no
sacrifice; he had been safely beyond
any collision with the coaSter-it was
his own awkward stumble on the treach-
erously CLASSY incline which had caused
his miShap. The peril was over when
he had slipped upon one of his heels and
fallen. It might have happened Just
the same even if he hatl not fastened
gallently to the rescue of a distraetingly
pretty girl.
But these were trifling little truths
which he did not deem absolutely neces-
sary to reveal. 1t was too pleasant to
pose as wounded hero, and to have his
temporary confinement enlivened by
the visits of his graceful and interesting
new acquaintance, For his own sake
he preferred not to spoil her illusions
on the subject.
And so DOrinda went h0meward, TAX
ing with her the image of an elegant
figure and handsome cOuntenance of a
fascinating young stranger, whose tones
were like music, whose smile was like
flash of sunlight, whose brilliant black
eyes had gazed admiringly, almost ten
derby, into her own.
Her own great brown eyes were bright |
as stars, her cheeks flushed with curl |
OuSly wavering rose tint, as she at |
length entered the fine old yellow stone
mansion at the further end of the village |
street.
''What on earth has kept you so long.
Dodo?" queried tall and stately young
lady in an elegant morning dress of Sew |
res blue satin. 'sDid they have the kind /
of pacha braid / wanted, at the store?-
or did you forget your GRAND, and stay /
old Mrs. Merron?"
The rose tint deepened to crimson on |
Dodo's pretty cheeks, but she did not
choose to explain what had deferred her
at Mrs. Merron's cottage ont he hill.
81 couldn't get the braid, Greta, they |
don't keep it," she answered. sit is
bonnet braid, anyhow, and that wouldn't
do for your dress"
"a bonnet braid! dear me! How
stupid country dressmaker can bepa
Gretchen exclaimed, impatiently. ''But
if she will only have the dress finished |
somehow by the time Mr.. Lestrange
get here won't grumble about minor
blunders. And now, Dodo, do be oblig-
ing and help me with the trimmings of
the ancient ball gown"
sit is too ancient to be rejuvenized,
Greta; it ought to be replaced By new